A pasta state of mind

All week I've been looking forward to going out with friends last night.  We planned to go to RedRossa Italian restaurant.  It's good, and the decor is decidedly "un-Pierre" like.  So all week I've bee making pasta.  I have been using different types of pasta, and adding all sorts of things like green onion, broccoli, prosciuto, sliced Italian sausage, herb/garlic marinara, butter, and Parmesan.

So Thursday night's concoction was the best.  Green onion, broccoli, butter, sliced sausage, and butter. 

Looks good, right!  I had the leftovers Friday noon.

Friday night I ordered chicken Parmesan.  I ate about two-thirds of it and brought the rest home.  So I got 3 meals for my $14 entree,  At noon today,  I did a "leftover makeover."  I cut up the chicken with the angel hair pasta, and added some prosciuto and green onions.  Toss it in the microwave, and 3 minutes later, I had lunch!

Again, looks delicious, and I think it was better than the original meal.  Plus this time I had exellent service--me!  Our server last night was dreadful.  She was getting people'd drinks mixed up, never asked if we wanted dessert, then proceeded to give me an $82 check.  What?!  I had a $14 entree and iced tea.  Was she on crack?  No, just screwed up the checks and gave mine to someone else.  And they politely added 18% gratiuty to our checks.  We were actually happy.  Most of us tip 20% to 25% so she got less from us than if they hadn't added it.  Or maybe they just give the lousy servers the big tables so they don't earn as much.  If she'd been any good, we probably would have left extra.  But we sure didn't!

I also got the chance to show Doc P that I do leave my house in something other than jammies in need of an IV or other immediate medical attention.